Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Law Of Conservation Of Flab

Fat can neither be created nor be destroyed . It can only traverse from one body to another.
The total fat in the universe is constant , and so is on earth.
If a body is losing n KGs somewhere. Another body is putting on n KGs .

While the system is taking backup .The mind is wandering and deducing above stated facts :D.

PS0: My last post from Hyd.
PS1: One will discover greater truths about life when left all alone without- laptop, internet , T.V, bed , curtain, pillow, Roomy, work .......
PS2: Moving guys have taken everything, except the author . They said they didn’t had carton of appropriate size.

Monday, March 23, 2009

I know what I am going to die of

Alzheimer's.

I forgot my birthday reminder’s birthday, Frogee’s Birthday :(
I am bad at remembering dates , but I never forget March23rd , its kind off registered in my brain since I was in 5th class.
Frankly speaking the calendar in my brain was running behind schedule , all day long I thought it was 22nd.

A call from movers n packers and a quick login on orkut , opened up my eyes and I shouted “SHIT” while running performance test cases.
Nope! there is nothing wrong in drawing a blank on your closest pal’s BD , after all we are humans.

But what would you say on this:-
A day before i.e on actual 22nd I shopped with her for her birthday present . She came to bid me farewell and all .
They surprised me with a collection of my old pics ( Historically I was stick thin ), Amol Palekar’s movies, Sex and the city cd , Paulo Coelho’s novel , etc….some emotional hugs .And the very next day , It just went out of my mind ?
I am going to be her Made of honor , She is marrying my best guy friend and all I do is simply forget .

I thought I wasn’t sad at leaving hyd . Actually I don’t have time to feel anything. N things like packing, cartons , banking, parties, buying etc are keeping my mind hazardously occupied to even sit and realize the inner grief . Oh lord! I beg for some time.

Sorry :(, I know Frogee you don’t read my blog . I failed to sell it to you .But I love you and I am going to miss you.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Aaj Jane ki zid na karo , Womanizer

This Ghazal randomly stuck to me. The randomness is so apt J.
Truly in love with it. Have been gun gunaying since I heard it.
Will learn , record and upload .
Couldn’t find the pitch I would have loved to hear it in though .

Aaj Jane ki zid na karo by Farida khanum.
Higher pitch ( If you don’t have patience , listen to this instead.)
Lyrics.

And there is another addiction totally of opposite league.
Have been dancing to its tunes , since I heard it .
Womanizer- I know what you are by Britney spears .

PSo: There is a lot to write , but author may not have access to the basic amenities of the world wide web in coming weeks.
PS1: The farewell saga hopefully should come from a different land altogether .
PS2: One will be gone with the wind.
PS3: Koi to roke zara aur muskurakar kahey, Aaj Jane ki zid na karo.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Of Last Visit to Comet and Other Alvida’s to Plan

Don’t go by his cute innocent looks.

This is how the monster welcomed me.Seems , tic tac toe is his favorite game.


And this is what I did to him.

Ma fish dog.
Swimming in the blues.
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Sometimes love and hate are on the same side of the court .Both are extreme feelings no?

PS0: Season of farewells .
PS1: Some people left me.
PS2: Now it’s my turn to leave them.
PS3: And the author is blank. No prose , verses , rhymes are clicking .But one has to pen down so many goodbyes.
PS4: As, the countdown begins ………………………………

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The Fountain Of Youth And A Quote

Prerequisites -The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.

For him.......

I was born old
I will die younger
All the while along , inside I grew old.


For us...........

I was born young
I will die older
All the while along ,inside I will try to stay young.

Ageing is a parallel process of both mind and body ,they usually head the same direction.
but for some , it can traverse opposite.
As they say “I cannot control what goes outside , but surely can control what goes inside.”

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A Quote

See the photo on top right of this page.
Scroll this page a little down ,read the cheeky quote on right.
They are dynamic content and by the time you see, it may change ,it may change to something weird as well, but it doesn’t matter .
This dynamicity kind of inspires me to visit my own blog every day , I may not have comments coming up for every post , but I have something to look forward to in here , newfangled stuff.
And so this is my first attempt on writing Quotes , photography can wait. Poetry , Shayaree shall continue.

You don’t correct mistakes in past .
You learn to correct them in present and not to commit them again in future.
-Clueless

PS:If you have heard something similar then ,as they say " some people think alike", I say "some people write alike". :)

Saturday, March 7, 2009

The Boomerang Theory

And when you truly hope against hope
When your instincts call out loud
The fate turns around

The author ,after 2 long sleepless nights ,has received back her beloved -one and only -Baggit ,quite miraculously.
The money is gone, but those plastic cards , two adjudging ma identity are safe.
And for the pan , I literally sang.

PS: Nope It wasn’t in the black holes
PS1:It just came back like a woody boomerang on a fine Saturday morning.
PS2: TOUCHWOOD.
PS3:Lesson learnt !

Friday, March 6, 2009

Confessions Of A Lose'O'Holic

I am on a losing spree .I have been losing a lot. I am going to lose a lot more emotionally by this month end.
But what I lost today ?(in materialistic terms) as in yesterday , coz it’s past 12 now. As in on 6th March.

Well, yes the much awaited , the one which was destined to go during Tirupathi trip itself.
My wallet ! and all I am doing is blogging .

I am sad .I am sooooooooooooooooooooooo soooooooooooooooo sooooooooooo sad .I am almost sobbing here.
Not because I lost money, Not because this time apart from two debit cards there was a credit card , not because it’s my favorite purse
Not because there was id card , also PAN(ok , I am literally crying here, tears are rolling down ma cheek ) .
Not because I know retrieval of those essentials is going to be full of hassles and thyself doesn’t have time.

Because I feel vulnerable. I am still hoping against hope to find it in the black holes of ma cupboard .
I am a “careful careless “. I don’t lose things often.

The story how it happened is below and while typing I hope to figure out how I lost it :

March 5th after leaving office,author had here ritual visits to tailor , sabzee wala, and dairy shop at Mayur Marg.
As usual my hands were over occupied when returning from Dairy shop to ma building, with two grocery bags , with a back pack , Badam milk and phone (being new and worth investment of 15 K I am extra careful about this).

Next day I went office , Abhi-K asked for some cash , out of generosity when one digs down in the bag , there is no wallet .
Nope! the realization doesn’t happen then.
Peacefully I assume and announce I must have forgotten it at home. And RG ma boss laughs in amusement.
The day goes well. I go out with friends , telling everybody that I have forgotten ma wallet, so sponsor me.

After coming back in the evening me and ma roomy turn the whole house upside down and search .Go back to office and search .
Stare in the eyes of Dairy shop walla with suspicion and enquire .But no vain.

The time has come to block the cards says Roomy making me realize that I have actually lost it. I haplessly call the customer care services , who for me at that moment were the Gods.
Apart from helping they provided the much needed condolences .

Now roll back the time “March 5th after leaving office, author had here ritual visits to tailor , sabzee wala, and dairy shop at Mayur Marg”…
Last payment was made at dairy shop. Possibility of leaving it in office or anywhere else before that was ruled out.
After reaching home I don’t remember seeing it or fiddling with anytime.

So the grey area was Dairy to my home. Two Minutes walk.
Yes , I did found my back pack’s zipper open but I remember to have checked all vitals , not sure though.
So somebody stole it while I was making my purchasing or it must have fallen.

But then why weren’t there any transactions ?
I gave one whole day to them.

Whatever .I am mad like hell with myself and venting it out.
Sobs, Sobs only sobs.